ANDREA’S POV.
I hummed a song as I picked the baskets of vegetables that needed to be taken to the orphanage. I felt someone piercing gaze on me, but when I looked around, I could see anyone.
I shrugged it off as nothing and continued with my task. As I was about to leave, I heard a whisper from behind me.
“Andrea, you are early.”
I turned around and saw a tall figure standing there. He had a kind smile and a gentle voice, and I immediately knew who he was.
“Andrew! It's so nice to see you!” I exclaimed, running towards him, giving him a hug.
He hugged me back and smiled. “It's good to see you too, my dear. You have been a great help to us, and we are grateful for that.”
I smiled and thanked him, “it's my job and I love doing it.” We’ve gotten close with the few days I’ve spent h
